In the back mountain of the Xiao family, the voice of an old man and a young man came out.

"Miss, don't go to live with that Zhang Chen, we haven't figured out his identity yet. Ling Ying's warning voice sounded.

"It's okay, I feel it, Brother Zhang Chen is not a bad person. Xiao Xun'er's expression was not at all like the innocence she had before, but she was unusually calm now.

"No, the clan will definitely not agree to this. Ling Ying continued.

"Ling Ying, what do you say is your identity?" Xiao Xun'er asked.

"Of course it's Mademoiselle's servant. Ling Ying replied with a blank look.

"Then who listens to whom?" Xiao Xun'er asked with a serious expression looking at Ling Ying.

"Of course it's you, but it's ......," Ling Ying replied apprehensively.

"Needless to say, whatever I say is what it is, and Brother Zhang Chen doesn't have that nasty aura on him. Xiao Xun'er's expression returned to innocence. As for the nasty aura that Xiao Xun'er said, it is naturally the soul clan.

"Well, the old slave will always be around to watch over you. Ling Ying had no choice but to agree, the bigger the family, the more and more family rules, and the more severe the punishment, especially before the big man said to Ling Ying, "Be sure to follow Miss's instructions." "Ling Ying doesn't have the courage to touch the clan rules, and where the Dou Huang is, he can only be regarded as the last one.

Zhang Chen, who looked bored in the room, knocked on the table boringly, waiting for Xiao Xun'er to come back, and at this moment, Zhang Chen, who was bored, immediately became energetic after hearing a Jiao.

"Brother Zhang Chen, I'm back, hurry up and help me get it. Xiao Xun'er shouted at Zhang Chen in the room.

"It's coming, it's coming. Zhang Chen chuckled and rushed out.

"Xun'er, you sell clothes, there are too many clothes. After Zhang Chen went out, he saw the clothes that covered Xiao Xun'er's little face, and he was immediately helpless.

"Stinky Zhang Chen still said something cool, hurry up, I'm tired to death. Xiao Xun'er was suddenly unhappy when she heard Zhang Chen's ridicule, people are not here to live with you.

"Come on, come on," Zhang Chen walked over and dragged them all into his arms.

"Huh, hehe, it's much lighter now, thank you Brother Zhang Chen. When the clothes were on Zhang Chen's arms, the tight little face smiled directly, and entered the room one step ahead of Zhang Chen.

In fact, Zhang Chen knew that Xiao Xun'er had a precept, but it was useless because he was afraid of arousing his suspicion.

"Whew, tired!" Zhang Chen threw his clothes into a large wooden wardrobe at once, closed the door, and sat directly on the bed not far away, wiping the sweat on his head and panting.

With Zhang Chen's strength to fight the emperor, he is definitely not tired, but he must make an appearance for Xiao Xun'er, and he has to sweat all the time, so that it is more real and Ling Ying is observing him from the side.

However, Zhang Chen found that there was no burden on Xiao Xun'er, who had no cultivation, so he must have taken a panacea to replenish his body.

"Hehe, Brother Zhang Chen, I'll wipe your sweat for you. Xiao Xun'er looked at Zhang Chen's appearance and picked up the white cloth on the table to wipe Zhang Chen's sweat, but Zhang Chen refused.

"It's okay Xun'er, my brother is not tired. Zhang Chen grabbed the little hand and smiled at Xiao Xun'er.

"Hmph, look at you, you just dislike Xun'er!" Xiao Xun'er saw that Zhang Chen stopped herself, and her little temper came up.

"Okay, okay, my brother is wrong, you can wipe it. Zhang Chen said helplessly, picked up Xiao Xun'er's little hand and put it on his forehead and asked Xiao Xun'er to wipe his sweat, the latter laughed and began to wipe Zhang Chen's sweat seriously.